My frustration is that I have been beaten down over the years over everything. I could never do anything without 15 sugestions on how to improve my performance from making a bed to doing laundry to vacuuming to every parental decision I made. That's the frustration. Sometimes there were just phantom explosions for no reason. I feel really good doing what I'm doing. This is the best think I could ever do for myself. I have a whole year to take care of something I really needed to do by playing a role in the war on terror, no matter how anyone else feels about Iraq. I really feel better than I have in a long time, but just like you, I desperately miss my intact family.
I'd sell my sole for a beer, but we cannot leave Ft. Bragg, wear civilian clothes, drink or use a private vehicle during the pre-mobilization training> Active duty guys preparing to mob go home every night, put on civilain clothes and see their families. So much for "One Army, One Fight!"
